Farming Space Makes Me Rich

"Xiao Letong, I warn you again, there are a lot of tourists now, you can't just walk around by yourself." At Xiao's house, Xiao Lingyu taught her son very seriously, "It's too dangerous for you to walk around everywhere! "

When Xiao Letong raised his head and was about to defend himself, Xiao Lingyu interrupted him and said, "Don't say that you are a clever and witty genius, no one can kidnap and sell you.

Let me tell you, no matter how talented you are, you can't change your status as a little bean. So, either you follow me honestly, or you follow your grandma and grandpa. "

Xiaodouding Xiao Letong, "..."

"Also, I reiterate that if I find you, I will run away alone, hum..." Xiao Lingyu sneered, "Just wait for Mommy to celebrate your birthday!"

Seeing the sinister smile on the corner of Mommy's mouth, Xiao Letong's body trembled.

He shook his head violently like a rattle and assured his mother, "No, no, Mommy, I promise not to run around alone."

"It's almost the same!" Then Xiao Lingyu asked suspiciously, "Are you really that good?"

Xiao Letong had a helpless expression, and he asked, "Mummy, can't you still believe in your son? Do you have to swear that you will believe it?"

Xiao Lingyu, "..."

The corners of his mouth twitched.

Who is this child's temperament? It's too lively.

Could it be that Tianhao was like this when he was a child? That's impossible, right?

If it's like her, it's even more impossible.

She heard from her mother that she was such a well-behaved child when she was a child.

Could it be inherited across generations, inherited to Gong Tianhao's father, her father-in-law who has never met?

Xiao Lingyu was not sure.

Xiao Letong immediately said like a little adult, "Then Mommy, tell me, what do you have to do to believe me?"

Xiao Lingyu rolled her eyes, touched her chin, and said with a smile, "Well then, just follow me directly, I will trust you!"

Xiao Letong was dumbfounded, "Isn't it?"

I've been following my mother all the time, how can there be a chance to slip out?

Xiao Letong looked at his mother's half-smile expression, Bai Nen was a little frustrated, and then he said after bargaining,

"That's it, Mommy, I'll be with Uncle Xiaohui, okay?" If you follow Xiao Xiaohui, it's better to run away and play.

It's the worst thing to do if you follow the adults directly.

"Not good!" Xiao Lingyu directly vetoed, "As long as you are with Uncle Xiaohui, your Uncle Xiaohui doesn't look after you, and you run away again, should your Uncle Xiaohui put down those tourists and turn to look for you? "

Xiao Letong, "..."

"So, as for you, be good these days. Otherwise, go back to your room and write big characters with Xiaoling."

Xiao Lingyu said very seriously, "Xiao Ling has been alone in the space these days, and she is a little lonely. I just released him and wrote big characters with you. Oh, I think this is a good idea!"

Xiao Letong: "..."

Then, he didn't even have room to resist, and was thrown into the room by his mother to write with that idiot spirit.

At Xiao Letong's own request, the Xiao family already had a separate room.

He thinks that he has grown up and is sensible and needs his own private space.

The Xiao family had no opinion.

Just set up a children's room for him.

Because it is a boy, the room is dominated by the blue-green tones that boys like.

There is a small children's bed, the walls are painted with children's trees and trees and a giraffe, the floor is covered with children's bubbles of various colors, and there is a small blue desk in the room.

"Little master, why do I have to write big characters with you as soon as I come out!" Xiao Ling, who looked like three years old, wrinkled her little face into a bun.

Almost two years have passed, but Xiao Ling is still the same as before.

If he wants to grow, he needs energy, and this energy will be difficult to replenish for a while.

Besides, Xiao Letong cultivated in the space and used a lot of spiritual energy in the space, and he changed from a big fat man to a little fat man.

Just because Xiao Ling was not tall, Xiao Lingyu never dared to let Xiao Ling out.

If he wanted to release it, he secretly released it and let him play with Xiao Letong. In fact, more often he accompanied Xiao Letong to write big characters together.

Xiao Ling doesn't like writing big characters very much.

But every time it is released, it is to accompany him to write big characters.

Xiao Letong held a small pencil and said helplessly when he saw the large-character sticker on the table,

"I don't want to write big characters, either. But you don't know how strict my mother is to arrest me. As long as I want to go out to play alone, she will let me practice big characters."

Xiao Ling frowned and said suspiciously, "But why do you want to sneak out and play alone every time?"

Xiao Letong said, "You think I think so. But the whole village, whether it's adults or children, is too busy. No one has time to play with me.

As for those little kids with a runny nose, forget it, they are too unhygienic. As soon as I see them all dirty, I feel sick, how can I play with them. "

After all, he is an old urchin who has lived for thousands of years.

Although he tried his best to play everything at this age, he still couldn't stand it and couldn't help himself.

Xiao Ling also held a pencil in his hand, sat at the table, and traced the large characters on the characters, horizontally and vertically.

Xiao Ling glanced at the pencil in his hand, frowned and said, "It's clear that a brush is better for writing, so why do you still need to practice pencils?"

He obviously already knows how to write with a brush, and his writing is very good, and he is very masterful.

Xiao Letong also looked at the pencil and copybook, and said, "Don't talk about you, my calligraphy is also very good, okay? I have been writing for thousands of years, but I still have to start over with a pencil. ."

Xiao Ling thought for a while and said, "Little master, why don't you just show off with the master? After the master knows that you are very powerful, she will rest assured that you will go out to play alone."

After Xiao Letong listened, he looked at Xiao Ling, who was not familiar with the world, with a complicated expression. He shook his head and said, "No, this can't be said."

Xiao Ling asked incomprehensibly, "Why is this?"

"You don't understand this!" Xiao Letong did not answer Xiao Ling, and then wrote in big characters very seriously.

Xiao Ling did not understand human feelings at all.

After knowing that his mother was a reborn person, and seeing everything she had done, he understood that his mother really wanted to make up for what he owed him in his previous life, and wanted to repay him double the love he owed him in his previous life.

As for him, he has never been loved by his parents in two lifetimes. In this lifetime, he wants to enjoy it.

Therefore, he still follows the order of human growth and enjoys such family happiness.

Xiao Ling, who is an artifact, doesn't understand at all the joy of family relationships.

Xiao Ling was not struggling with what he did not understand.

Listening to the lively scene outside, he blinked his eyes and said eagerly, "There seems to be a lot of people outside, I really want to go and see!"

Xiao Letong wrote every single stroke, he looked at Xiao Ling, saw the hopeful expression he looked outside the door, he thought for a while and said,

"Little Ling, just be patient, wait for a while, I'll find a way to let you go out to play!"

Xiao Ling's eyes suddenly lit up, and she seemed very happy and said, "Well, good!"

He trusted Xiao Letong.

Because, from the first time they met, Xiao Letong had obeyed him from the bottom of his heart.

Usually in the space, it seems that Xiao Letong is threatening and arrogant to him, but in fact, he is very kind to him and cares about him very much.

After chatting for a while, the two Xiaodouding went to write seriously.

A hundred words a day, a hundred words a day is different.

The writing is from simple to complex!

However, neither of them were real children, and there was really no problem with writing these words.

But after all, their bone age is still young. If they write 100 words, each word is written hundreds of times, and in a day, it will be tens of thousands of words.

Let two two or three year olds write 10,000 characters a day, it will hurt their hands.

Halfway through writing, both of them put down their pens, shook their arms, and started chatting again.

Suddenly, Xiao Letong asked Xiao Ling, "Xiao Ling, how about I find another husband for my mother?"

"..." Xiao Ling said speechlessly, "Little master, have you forgotten that you are a man with a father?"

Xiao Letong held his cheeks and said, "My dad is almost two years old now, and he hasn't woken up yet."

"The male master has suffered such a serious head injury. Even if the spiritual spring water is repaired, it will take a certain amount of time?" Xiao Ling explained, "According to the time, the male master is about to wake up, right?"

"It's worth it when he wakes up!" Xiao Letong said, "He needs to remember my mother when he wakes up. If he wakes up, he doesn't remember my mother, hehe, let's see if I don't find another husband for my mother. "

Xiao Ling, "..." Why does the little master want to be his step-son?

Xiao Letong said, "If Gong Tianhao wakes up and doesn't remember my mother and me, how sad my mother will be."

Speaking of this, he paused and said again, "So, before my mother is sad, the best way is to let my mother empathize. When my mother falls in love with another man, even if Gong Tianhao loses his memory , I don't remember my mother at all, and it doesn't matter anymore."

"Yes, I think this method is good!"

"..." After a moment of silence, Xiao Ling asked, "Little master, aren't you afraid that the master will kill you?"

Even if the master doesn't beat him, the male master will beat people to death when he wakes up, right?

Xiao Letong, "..." Shouldn't it be?